Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sacrificed My Kidney for a Cheat: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

VARYA’S POVKylo’s words haunted me long after they left his lips. "I'm not leaving here."He spoke with such assurance and conviction that I really wanted to believe him. But despite my best efforts, I was unable to.How was I able to?I sat looking down at my hands from the edge of our bed. The space gave me the impression that I was invading someone else's life even while it seemed strange and familiar at the same time. My heart raced thinking of last night—the intimacy and passion—but doubt was always there too.Despite Kylo's increased attentiveness and compassion, I still felt as though I was precariously close to the edge. The contract was set to end in just a month.One month. What happens then? Would all these tender moments vanish into thin air, as if they never existed? Would Kylo revert back to the distant, business-focused man I had first married? Would I be able to handle it if he did?I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t sure of anything anymore.When he had held me so tightly last

KYLO’S POVAfter a demanding day of meetings, I sat by myself in my office and couldn't get rid of the gnawing sensation that had been there for weeks. The chilly, deserted office seemed to mirror my own inner feeling of being alone, unsure, and completely empty. The quiet moments between tasks were becoming unbearable, and there was no escaping the persistent thoughts of Varya.It wasn’t just that our contract was about to end—though that weighed heavily on me as well—it was the way she had become distant again.The soft looks we once shared, the tentative warmth that had begun to grow between us, all seemed to vanish the moment I returned from my trip.She was slipping away from me.I stood and paced around the room, trying to focus on something, anything else. But all my thoughts drifted back to her.The way her eyes had once softened when I kissed her in public, the small smile that used to play on her lips when she thought I wasn’t looking—all of that seemed to have disappeared

Hazy city lights were all I saw as I staggered out of the bar after the burn of whiskey had clung to my throat. I was drunk but not like the one who felt invincible; instead, I was more like a drowning man trapped in his own thoughts he wanted to escape from.Wading through thick fog felt like taking each step with rotten legs made heavy by alcohol and regret.There waiting for me was Eric; my driver. He said something maybe it was my name or anything bordering on help to get into the car but all this reached no ears as only the sound of my echoed thoughts filled up that drunken mind mess.Varya was there again pulsating through my veins like some strange rhythm reminding me of what love feels best who hurt most at birthdays and anniversaries; her absence stung so deeply past all clouds made up from drinking until one forgets about everything attractive just because they would have brought them too close again you see?All those memories remained facing you sharply hence left raw/fray

The office was a cold place. Even more so now that Varya was gone. Every place reminds me of her, her joy, her smell, and how she lit up that room by just existing. I had tried staying focused; trying to work hard but it was all in vain.Every file that came to my hand every meeting wasted away without her being part of us. The vacuum inside me caused by her never really went away.When Jasmin showed up in the office that day I felt a tinge of hope flickering within me. She might know where Varya was or perhaps she could assist me locate her.I marched across the room and could feel my heart racing with trepidation. While Jasmin was chatting with a colleague, she halted when she saw me coming in her direction.“Kylo,” she responded hesitantly due to nervousness considering what I wanted to ask.“Jasmin,” I started after clearing my throat which had become an obstruction all through this time.“I require your attention for one moment.”With her consent, she followed suit inside my offi

Varya had disappeared for weeks and the silence in the house was unbearable. I couldn’t concentrate on work, or think properly.The place brought memories of her back to life – her laughter, her presence that was seldom noticed, those sneaky-hidden glances when we were not talking at all.She left my life so easily just like an air through a window that was left open; only emptiness remained.It had to stop. This was eating me up – feeling helpless without knowing where she was, what she was doing, or if she would ever be okay. It consumed me from within. Then I reminded myself that perhaps this was what she wanted.Maybe she went away because our contract expired? But even then my heart still longed for her because there was no heartache that could ever take its place… And all of this left unexplainable things on its own.No, I wouldn’t stay and wait for her return like this. I must search for her.I dialed Jasmin’s number and told him how close they had been at some point in time, b